Tree of Night

~ JezzieG

Form: Magic 9

In the silver vagueness of the moonlight
The willow weeps ghostly tears
To the dark skies of the night
When starshine can’t be seen
He green leaves now a silver sight
Stirring sadly amid the unknown
Tis a vision that gives me a fright
As I walk by the stream with my fears
But in the moonlight we both find our might

©JGFarmer2021

Published by JezzieG

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an ongoing project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever-growing love of poetry.